This is a song about "I ll beat the shit out of your"

So i guess i smoke to the beat and shit

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Your rhymes are all whack, there so shit you must of pulled em out of your crack,

Better know my name i,ll be hot in the game/

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

Fucking the shit out of this game

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Fuckin' beat the shit out of him, watch 'em talk smack after,

Of your shit raps and the real shit i brainstorm

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Punched the shit out of your consciousness, your light's out

And tell me why would we just think about

I spit bullshit out of the aux in your stereo

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though